lost meditations resurface
in these november years
reflections of mysteries once pondered
beauty beheld
of veiled truth pursued
in quiet depth
disturbed only by faint breath
beckoning me inward
to the bright center of joy
where a flutter of understanding
in a snap-flash of oneness
shudders me conscious
in shivering anticipation
of that which is not known
that which cannot be named
in the twilight of this finite
as threads of evermore
bind fast my dreams
to carry them onward
effortlessly
I gently surrender
as lost meditations resurface
in my november years
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rob kistner © 2008
(revision © 2018)
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the phrase ‘lost meditations resurface’ captured me, and would not let go…
lost meditations
not letting me go either….are you in my head?
this flows very well, and considering the staccato of the original, you polished it very well.
I like the thirds stanza.
Love it Rob! And twilight of the finite. Phew!
The body is finite – the mind, infinite. I thought it was about regret, or resignation, but it struck me that rather, it was about realisation that some things continue long after we lose the ability to be creative.
Never let go of dreams! I love this message! Great job!
I really like the way you chose a phrase from the words generated as a jumping-off point. “In a snap-flash of oneness” is a great line.
you write of the mysteries with such eloquence
This one made me sad.
“that which cannot be named
in the twilight of the finite
as threads of evermore
bind fast my dreams
to carry them onward
effortlessly”
this was lovely
Jorc –
I fear not – perhaps we are in the grip of destiny… 😉
Annamari –
Thank you for the kind words… 😉
My your quest bring you to the “bright center of joy”!
Sweet TG –
You are gracious — my gratitude… 😉
I am deep in that twilight.
Stan Ski –
It is likely about all of those — and about one’s surrender to the mystic, to the sense of wonder… as Van would muse, “to the inarticulate speech of the heart”
Linda –
Be a soul in wonder — surrender to your dreams, thus giving them power… I’m pleased you liked this! 😉
Nathan –
Thank you! I was compelled down this written path immediately upon consuming the collaborative word salad RWP posted as the prompt… I believe I’ve gotten close to that epiphanal “snap-flash of oneness” at least once in my life
Tammie –
I am pleased this touched you… this flowed from a stream of consciousness, from a mild ecstatic state. 😉
Angel –
It resonates a bittersweetness, upon initial take — but look more deeply into the words. I think you might discover the core of satisfying actualization that abides therein…
Rambler –
I am very glad this stanza engaged you.
It was a rich and captivating experience when these words revealed themselves… 😉
This is exquisite Rob.
This November to date has been a time of reflection and some sadness for me. I am touched by your lovely, evocative words.
There are so many splendid word choices here.
I particulary liked:
…the twilight of the finite
as threads of evermore
bind fast my dreams…
You packed a wallop with those lines. Isn’t that where we all arrive at some point – at that very point of oppostiion? Fantastic!
Thanks for visiting Old Mossy Moon. It was a pleasure to have you stop by. I’ll be here again soon, for sure. KLG
Geraldine –
You are so kind — I’m pleased you enjoyed this piece… 😉
I hope you rise above your sadness, and find strength and healing ins so doing. Peace to you…
…rob
KLG –
You are quite gracious — I’m humbled by your words… 😉
I look forward to your visiting again, and I will certainly stay in touch with your site.
…rob
that was beautiful!
Lillyasia –
Thank you very much for your kind words… 😉
…rob
I like this description: “that which cannot be named” It is not that which won’t be named which makes this special.
I appreciate your vigilence Toni. I had already contacted Lillian to explain my error. My correct link was just below it. I invite you to come read my “spoiled” poem… 🙂